"Your Highness, please calm your anger."
She knew it. She knew this was exactly how things would turn out.
Doctors and bandits alike live with their heads hanging by a thread. In the modern era, a misdiagnosis means prison at worst, permanent expulsion from medicine at best. But here in ancient times...
Sigh. If you cross a powerful noble, you don’t even get a chance to plead your case.
Misdiagnosis—unless there’s some hidden agenda, no physician would ever do it on purpose. It happens because their skills aren’t up to par, because they lack experience. In these cases, Serena Feng honestly doesn’t know who’s in the right.
After all, the pain a misdiagnosis brings to the patient can never be undone. Just look at the teeth Prince Samuel Zhai has lost.
"Calm my anger? How do you expect me to calm down? I’ve suffered for twenty years—twenty years! Eight teeth pulled out, Serena Feng, just look at my face!" Prince Samuel Zhai jabbed at the sunken left side of his face, his eyes blazing with fury he couldn’t vent.
Right now, only bloodshed could begin to vent the rage burning inside him…
Staring into Prince Samuel’s bloodshot, wild eyes, Serena Feng understood perfectly just how manic and furious he was at this moment.
But… to execute dozens of doctors for this? That price is far too steep.
A physician’s true value lies in healing the sick and saving lives. Training one is no easy feat; the royal family may have no shortage, but what about the common folk in the streets?
In this era of desperately scarce medical resources, Serena Feng knows exactly what a single doctor means.
She simply couldn’t stand by and watch Prince Samuel Zhai slaughter those physicians without feeling anything.
"Your Highness, please calm yourself. If you keep this up, the pain in your face will only get worse." People always care about themselves first; as soon as Serena Feng said this, Prince Samuel felt his face ache even more. With William Wang Jinling also trying to persuade him, the prince finally forced down his anger and sat back down.
"Your Highness, please wait a moment. I’ll fetch the medicine from the carriage." With that, she shot William Wang Jinling a look, and once he nodded in agreement, Serena Feng dashed out before Prince Samuel could object.
Only when Prince Samuel’s pain eased could he actually listen to reason.
The prince’s carriage was parked in the inner courtyard—convenient enough. Serena Feng sprinted all the way, afraid William Wang Jinling wouldn’t be able to keep Prince Samuel calm.
She clambered onto the carriage with zero concern for appearances, rough and unrefined. Dominic Zhai happened to be running past the outer yard; as a trained martial man, he instinctively reacted to any sound, leaping lightly onto the wall—only to witness this scene.
"This girl is seriously fierce." Dominic Zhai wiped the sweat from his brow, full of admiration for William Wang Jinling. How did he ever fall for such a wild woman?
Fierce is one thing, but it’s obvious her heart is set on Ninth Royal Uncle. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have barged straight into Prince Samuel Manor.
For facial pain, Western medicine can only use carbamazepine for relief; if you want a true cure, you need microvascular decompression surgery.
Serena Feng jumped into the carriage, pulled out some painkillers from her Smart Med-Pack, intending to take a few more. But when she saw the item Ninth Royal Uncle wanted her to deliver to Warren Yu, she put the medicine back.
Judging by the situation, unless she had a solid reason, Prince Samuel Zhai probably wouldn’t let her leave the manor.
Serena Feng clutched the painkillers and hopped out of the carriage again.
Dominic Zhai was lucky enough to witness Serena Feng's rough side once more.
"Gotta admit, she's pretty agile—much stronger than your average noblewoman," Dominic Zhai muttered as he jumped down from the wall and continued his hundred-lap run...
When Serena Feng returned indoors, Prince Samuel's rage had cooled considerably. Serena secretly gave William Wang Jinling a thumbs-up, looking genuinely impressed.
William Wang Jinling really has a knack for calming furious people down.
Serena Feng handed the pills to Prince Samuel Zhai. "Your Highness, would you like a physician to check the medicine first?"
"What kind of medicine is this?" Prince Samuel stared at the white pill, completely puzzled.